Attempted to make two foam Christmas trees in beachy blue colors without directions or supervision from those who know how to craft

Shopped online, in small local island shops, and in larger mainland stores for gifts for people aged five to eighty-five

Bought three new coastal Christmas ornaments

Watched How the Grinch Stole Christmas and A Charlie Brown Christmas

Lined up A Christmas Story, It’s a Wonderful Life, Elf, and The Polar Express so they’re ready to go for this weekend

Dreamed of light snowfall on a warm sea

Over the next few days, we’ll add to this list. And then, on Christmas Eve, just when we’ve settled down for a long winter’s nap, out on the beach will arise such a clatter that we’ll spring from our beds to see what is the matter. We’ll hear the prancing and pawing of each little hoof, and we’ll know in a moment it must be St. Nick. Later, as away they’ll all fly (over the Atlantic) like the down of a thistle, we’ll hear him exclaim ere he drives out of sight, “Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!”

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ABOUT ME

Hey! I’m Christine. Well over a decade ago, my family traded in our lives in Chicago for life on a small island in the Carolinas, and thus began our journey. When I’m not writing, I listen to my loquacious husband talk and I experiment with both helicopter and free-range parenting my three children. (It’s exactly what it sounds like.) I write about all things coastal, but also about subjects like parenting, education, and worldview. Welcome to An Island Mom! I’m thrilled that you are here!